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Slick's Change
(Strippin' 4)

by LB Anderson

DISCLAIMER: Peep this…they are not mines, Xena (Slick/Rimi) and Gabrielle (Camp Fire Sadie/Carmen/Mouse).

They belong to MCA.  I just borrowed them for a taste…hmmm.  If you are below the age of (18) or offended by girls playing in the same tub, THEN STOP READING NOW!  This story contains grown up same sex issues.

I like to give a shout out to my pots, the man up top, Tiggster, Jennis and Nikki. 

Now…let’s check out the change

Written and © Copyrighted by: L.B. Anderson
September 17, 1999  Re-edited 11042000

Cover by Michelle Galea

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Slick stood in the middle of the dance floor watching Carmen as she poetically maneuvered her way back through the crowd to her girlfriends.  Once the little strawberry blonde was there, she slowly turned around and blew Slick a very sexy kiss while winking.  Slick smiled and offhandedly rocked her head from side to side.

Whatever it takes to make you mine little one, I am willing to do.  Slick thought returning to her table.

“So,” Foxy Momma started.  Foxy was hired a couple of years ago by Slick to manage the girls.  He stood a good seven feet tall in heels. He had dark twinkling eyes, black shoulder length hair that was kept permed and looking ever so manageable, smooth cocoa skin, high cheek bones, long, luxuriously curly eyelashes and perfectly creased full lips.  And as Mistress for the girls, he was always dressed in drag while on duty, which definitely gave RuPaul a run for his money. 

“Who’s the little trick you were out on the floor squeezing up on?”  He asked turning in his seat to face Slick and crossing his legs.  He then picked up his drink and took a pinky sip out of it before issuing Slick his double raised eyebrow expression while waiting for her to answer.

“She’s not a trick,” Slick snapped almost defensively.  Foxy gasped in utter shock while laying his/her hand ever so lady like upon her bosom. (Now how many women actually do that shit? Author’s note).

“Don’t snap my tit off Slick.  You know it makes me nervous when you get all butch on me.”  Foxy stated while pressing her sequined black gown neatly against her body. 

“Sorry,” Slick said, while gazing earnestly into her taller friend’s eyes.  Foxy reached out elegantly and playfully popped Slick on the back of her hand. 

“That’s okay girl, you know I don’t mind playing your bitch.  Soooo…who is Miss wonderful?  I see you really like her.  For a moment, I thought you two were going to set the place off right there on the dance floor.  Are you happy when you’re with her Slick?”  Foxy asked, really curious, especially after Slick growled meaningfully at her a few minutes ago because she referred to the girl as a trick (whore).

Slick took another huge swig of her drink and allowed her eyes to drift back out onto the dance floor before speaking again.  “Come upstairs with me so that we can speak in private, and you too Murray.”  Slick stated. 

Foxy Momma and Murray followed the symmetrical beauty up the stairs leading to her office.  Once she was inside  she ordered Murray to shut the door and tell her what they were drinking before they got started with the conversation they were about to have.

Murray ordered a Sloe Gin Fizz and Foxy asked for a Pink Lady.  Slick expertly made up their drinks and finished the trip to the bar with a triple shot of Jack Daniels for her self.

After joining her friends in the chair across from them, Slick took a drink and began telling them her feelings for her new love interest.  She wanted her friends’ honest opinion about what they thought of her and what she needed to change to improve her chances of conquering this girl’s heart.  She emphasized to her friends that there was something in this one woman that made her body sizzle from her gaze and her heart pound as if she was experiencing the effects of an overdose of steroids.  She wanted this woman in the worst way, and it wasn’t just physical.  Slick wanted her friends to realize that what this girl possessed was the other half of her soul and she needed to feel her completion.

“So,” Slick said, pausing briefly.  “Tell me what do you think I can do in order to appear less threatening or controlling.”  Both Murray and Foxy directed their attention to the floor, then to the window that looked out over the whole club, outwardly avoiding their friend’s odd gaze.  Neither of her friends spoke for fear of saying the wrong thing and no doubt to the wrong person.

Slick jumped out the chair she was sitting in, and went to the window to close the blinds. 

“Now…” She said sternly.  Maybe I can have your attention again?  What is it about me that I need to change to appeal to this girl?”

Foxy gazed over at Murray who was still looking at the floor, avoiding both women’s gazes, and leisurely stretching his long arms out over his crossed legs. 

“Well…Slick, you are a stunning woman.  What could you possibly want to change?”  He was actually trying to avoid answering the question all together.  Who in the hell wanted to tell a woman that possessed the skills to break you in half that she was too domineering?

“Stop the bullshit, both of you and tell me how should I change to appease her.”  She snarled, while tossing a shake of her drink onto the plush black rug that covered the room’s flooring.

“Slick…” Foxy began ever so gently.  “What does she say when you approach her?”  Slick pondered her thoughts as she plopped down in the seat and threw her left leg over the arm of the chair again.

“Well, she called me a butch one time, and she told me that she didn’t like fast women.  Pssst…damn if I know what that meant.”

Foxy snorted and said, “Obviously she doesn’t like your approach.”

“Well no shit, Miss Queenie.  What do I need to do to make her see another side to me?”

“You need to lay down the eminent ego of yours.”  Murray mumbled, still not directing his gaze or his words at Slick.

Slick narrowed her eyes and said, “And just how do you propose I do that Mr. Know-it-all?”

“Now you see Rimi (Slick)? You asked us for our opinion and the minute Murray states what he thinks, you snap him up.  You have to ease back on the ‘tude (attitude).  This girl is obviously not from our side of the tracks with her upbringing.  She sounds as if she’s truly interested in you, but just not the front you sport from day to day.  Loose the controlling Dyke manner and advance her with some of that dormant charm THAT you don’t use with these hoochies (street woman) you have going down on just about every day.  Drop down some of that alluring, captivating persona that I KNOW you have and lay it on thick.”  Foxy finished, while glancing sincerely at her friend. 

“This young woman adores you and the power that you retain.  You just don’t have to whip it out on her.  What she wants is the woman that cradles the stamina, not the butch that comes across like all she wants is to fuck her.  Court her! That is what she’s wanting and the fucking will come later.  That is…” Foxy said, holding Slick’s inebriated gaze.  “If you feel that THIS woman is the one that you can commit to.”  Slick held her friend’s attention as she took another huge gulp of her drink.  She then brought down her leg and considered his words.

“She performs tomorrow night. I want you to help me prepare for meeting her.  I want to make this woman my wife.  So it is imperative that you assist me in not fucking this up.”  Slick snapped, while leaning back in her chair and propping her leg up on the arm again.

“You know the weekend is coming up Slick, so Roxy and I will be bringing Aurora by around about seven if that is okay with you?”  Murray said, still not looking up at Slick. 

Rimi (Slick) narrowed her blurring eyes and returned, “Yes…I know the weekend is coming.  My daughter is perfectly safe with me.  After all…” Slick continued while rising and walking over to Murray.  “I am her mother.”  She then doused Murray with the remnants of her glass before leaving the room.  Foxy jumped despite of Murray’s stillness and gazed up at a departing Slick.

“Are you okay?” She/he asked, totally surprised by Murray’s humble actions. 

“Yeah…I’m okay.  It’s just that each weekend I have to go through this.  I know she loves that kid, but for some reason when I bring Aurora over, Slick finds way to not spend time with her.  Last weekend she had to stock the bar.  So Aurora spent the entire day with you no doubt, as her mother took care of her business instead of her.  When I ask her what she and her mother did.  Aurora said,”  “Mommie stayed in the club, Foxy and I went to the zoo.”  Murray quoted.

“Well, maybe this young lady she’s intending to pursue will guide her in a new direction regarding Aurora.  You know Rimi loves Aurora and will give anything for her to be safe and comfortable.  Let’s see what kind of…” Foxy paused and thought, What the hell is the woman’s name anyway?  

“Change this woman can bring about in Slick.”  Foxy laid her hand on Murray’s knee and gave it a squeeze.  “Maybe,” he said, while gaining Murray’s attention.  “She can push Slick into being a more attentive mother.”  Foxy then patted Murray on his knee and rose.  “C’mon let’s get back down there.  I may be missing out on some very voluptuous meat.” She/he said while giving a now smiling Murray a wink.

The following night…

“No Foxy, I can’t wear that.  It makes me look cheap.” Slick said, grabbing her friend’s hand. 

“Look girl you said you want me to help, and a soft blue slash across your eyelid will bring out the color of those heavenly blue eyes.  Now let go of my wrist and let me finish your eyes.”  Slick glared up at Foxy with a silent warning in her blazing orbs.

Once Foxy was finished with the make up, she commenced to gathering up Slick’s hair into a ponytail.  “No…I am not wearing my hair up.”  Slick growled. 

“Listen you fucking cave woman.  Your hair is always precariously thrown about your face and shoulders.  I want to heighten your extraordinary facial features by pulling it back just a taste.  And no, I am not putting all of your hair in a ponytail…God forbid.” He finished with a mumble.

After finishing her hair, Foxy stood back and examined the clean-cut figure before him.  He had Slick to stand up and twirl around for him.  Foxy had pulled a section of Slick’s hair back from her face and place a dainty ponytail a ways back from the teased bangs that feathered to the side and spread softly upon her forehead creating a fanning affect slightly above her left eye.  Her makeup was almost unnoticeable.  It was only used to amplify her exceptionally chiseled features.  Slick wore a silk pants-suit with blousing sleeves, a V neckline with propelled bust features that dipped teasingly down in the valley of her bosom and the rest of her was simply mouth watering.  (Somebody give me a glove). Every curve and wave on Slick’s body was complimented and down right wicked to victims with bad hearts.

“Aw Lord,” Foxy chimed ardently while bringing his limp hand up to his quivering lips.  “Girl you are death defying.  I have never seen you look so…so…shit…so sexy.”  Foxy gazed up and down Slick’s body before stepping up to her.  He then opened up her collar and blew down into her blouse over each of her breasts.  “There,” He said giving her boobs a gentle pat.  “Now you look like you want some.” He finalized, gazing down at Slick’s protruding erect nipples before elegantly lowering his hands upon his hips and walking.

“Let me see you strut, and not like you’re stomping grapes or you have a bad jock itch.” He stated while turning around to face Slick.

Slick walked over to the door, turned back to face him and inhaled deeply.  She then relaxed her body and stepped off.  Her demeanor was bewitching and her poise was if she was gliding upon an invisible breeze that brought out her natural sway and seductive prowess.

“Damn Slick,” Foxy hissed breathlessly.  “I think I just got a willy (hard on).  I didn’t think you knew how to move like that.  Do you have a brother?”  The friends shared a bonding chuckle before he twirled her around toward the door and uttered.  “Go get your woman!”  Slick exhaled, rolled her shoulders and rocked her head from side to side as if she was preparing for a match.  She then gripped her friend’s hand lying upon her shoulder and gave it a squeeze.  “Thanks Foxy.” She mumbled before walking swiftly to the door and exiting.

Foxy smiled and thought, That little cookie must be quite a dish.  Never have I seen Slick so determined about reaping a single woman’s attention. Nor have I ever heard Slick thank anyone, especially me.  Foxy snorted and quietly said,  “Good luck girl, claim your prize like the warrior I know you are. Make that little honey yours.  You of all people definitely need a taste of honest love.”  He then tidied up the room before cutting off the light and leaving.

Later that night…

Slicks stood across the street from the club after watching all of the girls perform including Campfire Sadie.  She was growing anxious by the minute.  She knew she wanted to see Sadie, she just didn’t know if she wanted to be herself while doing it.  She felt so vulnerable.

“Girl…look over there,” Chocolate Slurp (Amber) hissed quietly.  “Ain’t (isn’t) that Slick?  Damn she looks pretty hot don’t she?”  She said, leaning into Pocahontas, who was now checking out Slick.

“Carmen (Sadie),” Pocahontas called out quietly as Vanilla and Camp Fire Sadie came out the door laughing at something one of the girls following them had said.

Sadie moved up beside her friends, still oblivious as to why they called her.  “Look…” Amber said, indirectly pointing at Slick who was now leaning up against her black BMW with her ankles crossed, watching the girls.

The sight alone brought a smile to Sadie’s face.  “She looks magnificent doesn’t she?” Sadie inquired while trying to move past her friends to head over there.

“Carmen,” Veronica (Vanilla) snapped.  “I have asked you not to deal with that woman.  We’re going home.”  She said grasping Sadie’s elbow while nudging between their friends.  Pocahontas and Chocolate casually stepped away from the pair as Sadie jerked away from her aunt’s grasp. 

“I’m just going to see what she wants, that’s all.  I am not about to be rude just because you don’t like her.  She doesn’t deserve that.”  Carmen finished with a huff and dangerously glaring eyes.  She handed Chocolate her bag and ran across the street to Slick.

Carmen came to an abrupt, panting halt as she stepped up in front of Slick.  “My what brings a lovely vision such as yourself out tonight?” Carmen whirred while stepping up to Slick ever so invitingly. 

“Well,” Slick said, while reaching out and grasping Sadie’s jacket and yanking her closer to her.  “I saw this radiant young woman perform and I just had to meet her.”  Sadie giggled girlishly before wrapping her arms around Slick’s neck.

“Girl, look at that,” Chocolate said while elbowing Pocahontas.  I thought she said she didn’t like FAST women?  Right now SHE’S acting FAST.”  Pocahontas chuckled and gave her friend a stinging hi-five.

Vanilla watched on as consuming anxiety bolted through her body.  “CARMEN,” She cried out as Slick took Sadie’s hand and led her to the other side of the car. 

“CARMEN,” Veronica (Vanilla) yelled out again.  Bolting closer to the side of the road.  Yet for some reason Sadie didn’t hear her as Slick closed her door and trotted back to her side of the car and got in.

“I guess she didn’t hear you.” Chocolate chirped with a discreet smile upon her face. 

“Shut up Amber.  You two find it funny now, but Slick is dangerous and while Carmen is in her clutches, she is not safe.”  Vanilla huffed heading to her car.  Pocahontas and Chocolate gazed over at each other, shrugged their shoulders and followed their perturbed friend.

Let’s ride…

“So where are you taking me?” Carmen asked while shifting in the seat so that she could face the object of her desires.

“I thought we’d ride into the sunset,” Slick popped with a smile, while briefly gazing over at the one woman that stilled her heart.

“Um…that sounds like fun, but I’m really hungry.  Care to buy me dinner gorgeous?”  She asked, gazing beseechingly at Slick.

“Whatever your wish is, that is what I will seek to achieve.”  Slick stated while tilting her head and giving Carmen a wink.  Carmen chortled, straightened in the seat and laid her head back.

Both women thoroughly enjoyed their meal as they conversed about current events and their cure for everything that was going wrong in the world.  There were moments when Carmen would laugh at something Slick said and the night club owner could have sworn if only for a split second that her heart stopped pumping.  She never imagined herself being so relaxed and candid as she was now.  Slick didn’t want the moment to end, so she asked Carmen to spend the night with her.

“Rimi,” Carmen said quietly.  “Are you trying to get me back to your place so that you can screw me?”  Slick laughed audibly and shook her head in a negative manner. 

“No,” She finally answered while gazing hypnotically into her companion’s eyes.  “I just don’t want this night to end.  I have never been so happy with anyone.  You make me feel giddy and I haven’t had a drink tonight.  I don’t want to give that up right away.”  Slick confessed while laying her hand down on Sadie’s that was lying beside her plate.  “Kiss me…” She commanded softly.  Carmen held her gaze and slid her plate to the side.  She then rose slightly and bent at the waist before lowering her lips tenderly upon Slick’s.  Slick jumped.  She wasn’t accustomed to such gentleness.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” Carmen whispered before touching her lips again with just the tip of her tongue.  Slick closed her eyes and drifted into the softness.  Carmen ran her tongue over the course of Slick’s top and bottom lips before lyrically sucking her bottom lip into her mouth.  Slick jerked back from the kiss as her body ignited with uncontainable warmth.  Her heart was really beating fast now. 

“If you keep kissing me like that, I’m going to take you on this table.” She said factually.  Carmen chuckled and lowered herself back into her seat. 

“Well, I’m rather pleased since I’ve never, per say, really kissed anyone outside of a drunken dare or my childhood friends.”  She confessed shyly.

Slick tilted her head as if she was confused about something. 

“What is it?” Sadie asked concerned.  “Are…Are…” Slick shifted to relieve the pressure that was building between her legs.  God I couldn’t be this blessed.  Surely she’s, no doubt a stripper, but a virgin as well? Slick thought before finishing her sentence. 

“Carmen, are you a virgin?”  Carmen gazed frightfully into Slick’s eyes and returned, “Does that turn you off?  Will you still want me if it is true?”  Slick didn’t know whether to laugh or scream out her praise.

“No…no…Lord no,” Slick retorted abruptly.  “I just never pictured ever becoming seriously involved with a stripper, much less a virginal performer.  I must be the most blessed woman alive.”  Slick inhaled and gave her busts a pat.  She then gazed over at a puzzled Carmen and said meekly.  “Did I say something wrong?  Are you still interested in being with me?”  Please say yes, Slick thought, hoping that she hadn’t just messed this up.

“No…I just didn’t know why you were ecstatic?  Usually when I tell people that I haven’t been with anyone they shy away from me as if I had a plague.  Yet, you don’t seem horrified by it.” Carmen murmured while lowering her head, truly embarrassed now.

Slick quickly moved to Carmen’s side of the table and lifted her chin.  “There is nothing more precious than being with a woman with virtue.  I’m happy because I could never even think of myself being with a woman like you.  You are kind hearted, caring and definitely good damn looking.  I can’t explain how I am feeling and the thought that you want me even increases the burning that is in my soul right now.  That night when I said I was going to make you mine, I meant every word of it.  That is my main objective if you have no problem with us being together. Frankly, I’m tired of not loving or being loved.  Stay with me tonight?  All I want is to hold you in my arms as we both drift into the land where dreams are made.”  Slick finished lowering her lips down upon Carmen’s and kissing her ever so gently.  Carmen pulled away from the kiss panting. 

“My aren’t we a quick study?” She popped while licking her lips.  Slick laughed and lifted them both to their feet and tossed a hundred dollars on the table.  “Dag, I know I didn’t eat that much.” Carmen cracked as Slick took her hand and headed for the door. 

“Naw…but I’m feeling pretty good tonight, and I want someone outside of us to know it.”  She then opened the door and allowed Carmen to exit first.

Part 5

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